Saturday, June 2, 2018

By His grace



(991)  Amar maner madhuvane

In my mind's pleasure grove,
On first meeting with Thee,
I was asleep and all alone.

In many piles clouds did assemble;
The rain came down in torrents.
With thunderbolts, the sky was broken,
Flaming streaks afflicting.

Now clouds are gone, the rain did lift;
The thunder has abated.
By Your gentle hand's application,
Awakened are light's tracings.

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1 comment:

  1. Night precedes daylight; after winter comes the spring.

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